Chapter 245: Yiyi, I Sense Danger! (5000)
Birdsong outside was crisp and clear, while inside the room, it was silent.
In a private room of Yun Jiu Manor, a roasted chicken lay on a low table. Ye Anping and Feng Yu Die sat facing each other.
They had been sitting there for quite some time, yet neither spoke.
Ye Anping completely failed to understand why Feng Yu Die was suddenly throwing a tantrum.
Feng Yu Die was now sitting opposite him, arms crossed, occasionally glancing at him before letting out a “Hmph~” and turning her head away again.
She hadn’t even touched the roasted chicken that the maidservant had just brought.
Seeing that Feng Yu Die had no appetite even for roasted chicken, Ye Anping knew her anger was considerable, but he had no idea what it was about.
“Sigh—” He let out a soft sigh, then broke the silence between them. “What’s wrong?”
“You scoundrel, don’t talk! I don’t want to hear it!”
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Ye Anping blinked blankly and continued to ask, “If you encounter a problem, you have to solve it. You need to tell me what the problem is first…”
Dong—
Feng Yu Die frowned, raised her hand, and slashed the Pure Jade Chicken Killing Knife, a gift from Yun Jiujiu, onto the wooden table, as if to warn Ye Anping that if he spoke again, she would chop him!
“Hmph!”
“…”
Ye Anping felt a bit helpless. It seemed he had really angered her in some way.
However, recalling recent days, Ye Anping didn’t feel he had done anything wrong. His interactions with Feng Yu Die were as usual. Why was she angry now when she wasn’t before?
Normally, he wouldn’t pay much attention. After all, tempers usually cooled down after a few days.
But the final stage of the Sword Sect incident was imminent, and they couldn’t afford any mistakes.
He should try to appease her…
With that thought, Ye Anping pushed the roasted chicken on the table towards her and asked sincerely, “No matter what I did to upset you, I apologize. I’ll treat you to roasted chicken afterward, okay?”
Hearing this, Feng Yu Die, who had been looking away and refusing to look at Ye Anping, turned her head back with one eye half-closed. She tilted her head back and pouted, appearing to waver, but still didn’t answer.
However, seeing her reaction, Ye Anping felt he just needed a little more effort. He took out ten storage bags, each containing ten thousand Spirit Stones, and levitated them towards her with spiritual energy. “This is the reward for the Qiong Peak incident a few days ago, and you said ten thousand for one hug.”
Upon seeing the Spirit Stone bags, the anger in Feng Yu Die’s eyes immediately dissipated. She looked at Ye Anping’s face, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out to take the Spirit Stone bags.
However, as her hand touched the Spirit Stone bags, Ye Anping also reached out and grabbed her hand. “Wait.”
“What is it?”
“No matter what I did before, if you take the Spirit Stones, it’s considered settled. Stop throwing a tantrum. There can be no mistakes in what happens next.”
“…”
Feng Yu Die pouted, thinking that since she had already realized it, as long as she was careful, Ye Anping would never trick her again. Moreover, following Ye Anping meant earning Spirit Stones and eating roasted chicken.
As long as she was smart and didn’t let Ye Anping subtly deceive her, it would be a risk-free venture.
“Mmm… fine!”
Ye Anping released her hand and sighed again. He then reached out to pull off a chicken leg to eat. But as soon as he did, Feng Yu Die puffed up her cheeks and hugged the roasted chicken protectively.
“Mine!”
“…”
Ye Anping awkwardly withdrew his hand. He just wanted to wet his palate and satisfy his craving. After all, cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage were already beyond the need for food. Eating was purely for the taste.
“Alright, it’s yours.”
Feng Yu Die smirked but then thought better of it. “I’ll give you the chicken butt.”
“I don’t eat chicken butt…”
“If you don’t want it, fine. Otherwise, you don’t get any other part.”
“As you wish…”
Ye Anping sighed again, shook his head, and simply picked up his tea cup to drink tea, silently watching Feng Yu Die gobble down her food, taking down a chicken leg in one bite…
“Eat slower, no one’s competing with you.”
“Mind your own business… Cough cough— Cough—” Feng Yu Die frantically patted her chest, seemingly choked by a bone.
“I told you to eat slower… A Foundation Establishment cultivator getting choked by a chicken bone… Sigh—”
Seeing her choking, Ye Anping quickly poured a cup of tea and pushed it towards her…
“Ah… Gulp gulp— Thanks…”
Feng Yu Die grudgingly thanked him and suddenly remembered, asking, “Young Master Ye.”
“Yes…”
“What is ’Que Que’?”
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Ye Anping froze, then frowned and rebuked, “…Go eat your roasted chicken!!”
“Oh…”
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At the same time, in the adjacent room.
Yun Yiyi and Yun Jiujiu also sat on opposite sides of a square table. Just like the two people next door, Yun Jiujiu’s piercing gaze, which seemed ready to fight, was fixed on Yun Yiyi, leaving her unsure of what to say.
The sisters hadn’t spoken at the same table for decades. Now, Yun Yiyi didn’t know what topic to start with.
She had come today for two reasons: first, to check on Yun Jiujiu’s injuries, as Yun Jiujiu had saved her life that night.
Second, to discuss matters concerning Zhuang Yan and Yun Kunwu with Yun Jiujiu.
Zhuang Yan had not been brought to justice, and Yun Yiyi could tell with her toes that this matter was far from over. However, the Sword Sect disciples who were present at Qiong Peak were still under interrogation, and no conclusion had been reached.
The elders of the Central Peak had indeed gone to search for Zhuang Yan’s whereabouts, but he was an old Nascent Soul cultivator. If he truly wanted to hide, it would be difficult to find him even if Yun Tianchong came out of seclusion.
All leads in the incident had been severed.
She didn’t know what Zhuang Yan planned to do next, so she could only wait patiently.
The third matter was to discuss the identity of “Feng Yu” with Yun Jiujiu.
That night, the Spring Aspect Spirit displayed by “Feng Yu” could indicate a pure heart like an infant, devoid of any malice. However, it also suggested that he was no simple rogue cultivator.
The timing of his arrival was too coincidental.
Had he arrived any earlier or later, the outcome would have been different.
Even more so, Yun Yiyi vaguely sensed that a third force, not belonging to the Sword Sect or Zhuang Yan, was lurking within the Moon Shadow Sword Sect, secretly fanning the flames.
This force currently seemed to be on her side, but she dared not rashly conclude whether they were friend or foe.
As Yun Yiyi organized her thoughts, Yun Jiujiu suddenly knitted her brows and slapped the table. “What are you here for? Didn’t you have something to tell me? You’ve been sitting here half the time without saying a word, what are you doing? Playing statues with me?”
Yun Yiyi pouted a bit awkwardly, then took out a bottle of excellent healing Pills from her storage bag and sent it to her with spiritual energy, saying, “…How are your injuries?”
After looking at the Pills for a while, Yun Jiujiu narrowed her eyes suspiciously and retorted, “Did you poison it?”
“No…”
“Oh~ Of course you’d say no if you poisoned it. Do you think I’m stupid? I won’t accept anything you give me.”
“Second Sister…” Yun Yiyi sighed, full of earnestness, and said solemnly, “I’m genuinely here to care about you. If it weren’t for you that night, I would have likely been refined into a Demonic Pill by Zhuang Yan. I’ve come to thank you.”
“Oh, you’re welcome. Are you done? If so, go back.”
“You don’t welcome me that much?”
Yun Jiujiu raised her finger, pointed at her face, and widened her eyes, asking, “Does this face look like it welcomes you?”
“No.”
“Then please, fly back yourself. I still need to have roasted chicken with Brother Yu.”
“There’s something else,” Yun Yiyi frowned. “It’s about Yun Kunwu. Zhuang Yan said his spirit was imprisoned by Father in the Thousand Sword Pool within the Sword Sect.”
“Then wait until Father comes out of seclusion and tell him. Anyway, by then, I’ll have eloped with Brother Yu. Whoever wants to deal with this mess in the Sword Sect can deal with it. If you want to be Sect Master, that’s your business.”
“Second Sister, I believe this matter isn’t over. Even if you want to leave, you probably won’t be able to. Moreover, as long as Zhuang Yan is alive, you will never be safe, no matter where you go.”
Yun Jiujiu was silent for a moment, finding some logic in her words. After thinking for a while, she asked, “Then how about we go to the Thousand Sword Pool and just shatter Yun Kunwu?”
“Go to the Thousand Sword Pool?”
“Yes, what else? Isn’t he imprisoned there by Father? Then let’s just destroy his spirit first. Anyway, Zhuang Yan wants to release him, so we strike first.”
Yun Yiyi pondered for a moment and asked, “But there’s Father’s restriction in the Sword Sect’s forbidden area. Can we get in?”
Yun Jiujiu shrugged indifferently, spreading her hands. “Just smash the restriction. We can have the Central Peak elders attack together, create a hole, and then find one or two elders to go in with us, right?”
“…That doesn’t seem right?”
“What’s not right about it? I heard Old Man Tianxing mention a few days ago that Father secretly brought Yun Kunwu back and imprisoned him. It seems he was soft-hearted or something… Anyway, let’s just kill him first. When Father comes out of seclusion, he’ll know what to do… He can’t possibly kill us for killing that scoundrel… We’ll just have to accept it.”
“So… act first, report later?”
“Exactly!” Yun Jiujiu raised her chin and said, “Anyway, Father usually doesn’t care about anything. At most, I’ll take the blame later. I’m not staying in the Sword Sect anymore anyway.”
Yun Yiyi pondered for a moment, “Then I’ll go tell Yun Xi about it later.”
“Mmm, and also call that Pei Lianxue.”
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“Why call her?”
“Just call her. Didn’t she get our grandfather’s inheritance before? Now the Central Peak elders are sending her gifts and trying to get close to her, tsk… Sigh—”
“What? Our grandfather’s inheritance?”
“Yes, our grandfather’s sword is with her.”
“…”
Yun Yiyi had never heard of this before. In fact, no one had told her about it since she woke up.
Upon hearing Yun Jiujiu mention it, she couldn’t help but knit her brows, disbelief evident in her eyes, and a sense of crisis arose.
Pei Lianxue was Ye Anping’s Junior Sister, his childhood sweetheart, and possibly the one he cared for.
And their engagement was solely established due to the alliance between the Sword Sect and the Hundred Lotus Sect.
In other words, now that Pei Lianxue had obtained the inheritance of Yun Jian Shang Xian, her engagement with Ye Anping seemed less important.
— Ye Anping probably didn’t even know about this. If he found out, he would definitely leave her immediately and go back to find his Junior Sister.
Seeing Yun Yiyi’s expression change, Yun Jiujiu waved a hand in front of her eyes and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“Second Sister…” Yun Yiyi clenched her fists and frowned, asking, “Can you keep Pei Lianxue’s obtaining the inheritance a secret from Young Master Ye for now?”
“Ah?”
“That is… keep him here in your Yun Jiu Manor. Don’t let him know about this until you return, okay?”
“And you?”
“I… I’m going to Xi Ri Peak.”
Yun Jiujiu didn’t quite understand but didn’t think it was an excessive request, so she nodded in agreement. “Okay, you go then. I’m going to have a drink with Brother Yu.”
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“Burp~~”
—Evil Butterfly Roar!
A gust of breath, saturated with the aroma of roasted chicken sauce, sprayed from Feng Yu Die’s mouth onto Ye Anping, who was calmly drinking tea, causing his brows to twitch slightly.
He looked at the three bare chicken carcasses on the table, gnawed clean by Feng Yu Die, and sighed silently. “Are you full?”
“Full, full~” Feng Yu Die patted her small belly, which looked like she was pregnant, and sprayed another blast of breath onto Ye Anping’s face. “Burp—”
Ye Anping quickly held his breath, pushed the window beside him open a little further, and then looked towards the direction of the adjacent room, thinking that the two sisters had been chatting for quite a long time and still hadn’t finished.
But he couldn’t rush them, so he could only sigh silently again, watching Feng Yu Die eat chicken greedily.
Feng Yu Die lay on the mat for a while, resting her full belly. She suddenly seemed to remember something, straightened up, licked the oil from her fingers, and took out a red envelope from her storage bag.
This was given to her by Yun Jiujiu when she gave her the chicken-killing knife earlier.
She directly tore open the envelope, unfolded the letter, and took a glance. Immediately, her neck retracted, forming a double chin, and her eyes widened.
“Hmm… Hmm? Hiss—”
Seeing the letter in her hand, Ye Anping immediately knew it was likely a love letter from Yun Jiujiu.
He couldn’t see the content in the game, but the item description read: “A love letter from Yun Jiujiu for you, filled with her literary talent, her personality, and her cuteness.”
Although he knew what it was, he was very curious about the content. He subtly moved closer behind Feng Yu Die, leaned his face close to her ear, and looked at the letter.
“Hmph—~~~”
Ye Anping let out a sound like a villager. Hearing this, Feng Yu Die’s body trembled, and she turned to look. Seeing Ye Anping’s face so close, she was briefly stunned, and then…
Boom—
A white fist the size of a bun shot straight towards his face.
Ye Anping’s eyes sharpened, and he quickly dodged to the side. Perhaps Feng Yu Die still held back, as the small fist didn’t hit his face directly.
Feng Yu Die also quickly moved her buttocks away, retreating five feet from him and leaning against the wall, her brows furrowed. “You wicked thing, don’t think you’ll succeed!”
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Ye Anping was stunned for a long time, then asked, “Succeed in what?”
“Heh, you know what I mean.”
“…”
Did this one eat something strange today? So jumpy. He hadn’t done anything just now?
Tap tap—
Footsteps echoed from the door of the guest room. Just as Ye Anping turned to look, the wooden door was forcefully kicked open.
Bang—
“Brother Yu! I’m here to accompany you, old woman!”
Yun Jiujiu kicked open the door with a grin and shouted into the room with her hands on her hips.
However, upon seeing Feng Yu Die holding the love letter she had given her earlier, her hearty smile was tinged with a blush.
“Ah… you’re reading the letter…”
“Uh-huh…”
Feng Yu Die swallowed, appearing very nervous and unsure how to answer.
Yun Jiujiu ignored Ye Anping and quickly ran to Feng Yu Die, placed her hands on her shoulders, leaned her head close to her face, and asked with anticipation, “Do you agree?”
“…”
Feng Yu Die’s neck was straight. She looked at Yun Jiujiu’s smiling face for a long time without making a sound.
Seeing her remain silent, Yun Jiujiu’s face showed a hint of worry. She asked, “What’s wrong, Brother Yu?”
“…”
“You… you don’t agree?”
Yun Jiujiu’s eyes gradually shifted from anticipation to disappointment. Her brows furrowed slightly, and her nostrils flared, as if she were about to cry.
Feng Yu Die twisted her brows, finally making up her mind, and said with a frown, “No…”
However, the moment the first word left her lips, Ye Anping immediately stepped forward and interjected, “Second Miss Yun, Young Master Feng is just a bit overwhelmed with surprise. He’s actually quite happy. He even asked me just now, but deciding on marriage isn’t something done overnight. Can you give him some time to consider?”
Feng Yu Die glanced at Ye Anping with a frown, feeling a bit displeased. She didn’t want to deceive Yun Jiujiu.
No! It’s no!
She’s a woman of her word! She’s devoted to Junior Sister Pei!!
Yun Jiujiu listened to Ye Anping, then looked back at Feng Yu Die and asked, “Brother Yu, is it like he says?”
“Mmm, mmm, mmm…”
Feng Yu Die paused for a moment, then quickly nodded in affirmation. Only then did Yun Jiujiu’s worried, bitter melon face bloom into a smile again, and she released Feng Yu Die’s shoulders.
Ye Anping sighed softly, glanced at Feng Yu Die, and seeing her dazed expression, he didn’t bother with her. He turned to look at the guest room door.
He didn’t see Yun Yiyi and was slightly confused. “Second Miss, where is Eldest Miss?”
“Oh, her… She told me to keep it a secret from you. Anyway, I have to keep you here until she returns.” Yun Jiujiu nodded solemnly and said, “Behave yourself and stay put, or I’ll have to tie you up with ropes.”
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Ye Anping was completely bewildered. He squinted and asked, “Keep what a secret?”
“A secret!” Yun Jiujiu waved her hand, then grabbed Feng Yu Die’s sleeve and walked out. “Brother Yu, let’s go drink! And Young Master Ye, you can follow if you want, just don’t sneak out of Yun Jiu Manor.”
Watching the two walk further away, Ye Anping felt it was quite bizarre.
Yun Yiyi went to Xi Ri Peak without telling him…
What was at Xi Ri Peak?
Yun Xi and Junior Sister…
If it were Yun Xi, there would be no need to hide it from him. That left only one possibility…
“…”
Ye Anping frowned, but he swallowed his hesitation, feeling that there shouldn’t be too much of a problem. He then stepped forward and followed the two ahead.
“Mmm, Junior Sister can handle it…”
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I’ll be taking half a day off to sort out my thoughts a little.
I know what the plot development will be, but I’m struggling with the specific route.
I haven’t decided whose perspective to narrate from. I spent over six thousand words writing in the afternoon from Yun Yiyi’s main perspective, but it didn’t feel right, so I didn’t post it.
The focus of the next section of the plot is the growth and transformation of Junior Sister. I’m considering how to write it from Junior Sister’s perspective.
Please bear with me.
